Her pussy felt so hot, tight, wet and velvety around my cock. I was really going to enjoy fucking my daughter. I began to thrust my cock in and out of...my daughter at a very quick, hard pace. Everyone could hear my balls slapping against my daughter. I got lost with in a minute of fucking my daughter, in an incestuous, lustful haze. All I knew was how good my daughters’ pussy felt around my cock. I listened to my daughter moaning and I fucked her faster. I watched my daughter's tits bouncing. Ho hum I guess. Actually, I guess there's no point in lying. This made me furious. But since I couldn't express my fury, it made me feel weak and impotent.In some ways, Richard was worse than Stephanie because I viewed him as a rival for my wife. Sadly, he had the inside track. He knew this too and he did little things to guarantee his position. One night, as Richard and Stephanie sat on the couch making out, I accidentally dropped some pink nail polish on his sock - it's an honest mistake when. Ian slumped to the floor where he lay for the longest time. When he finally stood up and slid his cum filled panties off, he felt pain. A quick peek in the mirror revealed three or four red streaks across his ass. They were bright red and painful to touch, and sent him to the fridge for some ice.It took a few days to recover and it made sitting at his desk at work a real chore so he would have to limit the amount of spanking he gave himself. Maybe today would end this self-imposed. He whispered in her ear "You will do just fine" then kissed her on the head and walked with her to the stage. Her knees were shaking as she made her way up the four wooden stairs to the top of the stage. She stood next to the other seven competitors starring into the audience of Masters and fellow slaves. She was sure the entire room could hear her heart pounding and she could not remember a time when she was so nervous.The MC walked off the stage and left the Master in Training to take over.